(Nick's POV)
I used all the strength I had within me and I did it. Hard. With all the power in me. I... slapped her. Ok, I'm not the kind of guy who just goes around slapping girls, but this girl is really getting on my nerves. I mean, I would kill her, but I don't want to get on Santa's naughty list (I mean, who would?), so I won't do that. Also, prison isn't really sanitary...
"I HATE YOU!" I screamed as she glared at me.
"I was trying to be polite but now you've just done it! SCREW YOU AND YOUR F*CKING SH*TTY FAMILY! YOUR AN A**, NICK! I WAS GOING TO HELP YOU. I was going to tell you her plan" I gritted my teeth.
"What do you mean, Miley?" She smirked.
"Like I'm going to tell you now, Nick" I grabbed onto her roughly and very tight, my nails digging deep into her skin.
"JUST F*CKNG TELL ME MILEY!" I saw her tear up slightly as I remained a firm grip on her.
"P-please... let go of me Nick" She whispered as a tear ran down her cheek. I realised that I was really hurting her so, sighing reluctantly, I let go. She sighed in relief and rubbed her arms slightly.
"Sorry" I muttered. She glared at me.
"Nick..." A few tears ran down her cheeks as she looked down.
"I'll tell you one thing Nick, I'm not your enemy. I'm not your friend though, either. But one day, very soon you'll be begging me for my help. SO I suggest you be... decent to me, or a whole lot of blood is coming your way" My eyes widened as she smirked, starting to walk away. I grabbed onto her arm, spinning her around to face me.
"Blood?" She leaned up and whispered into my ear.
"I am so sorry Nick. If it was up to me..." She closed her eyes as I felt a tear fall from her eyes and roll down my cheek.
"This is so much more bigger than you could ever imagine. This is life and death Nick" And then, she was gone.